Chapter 24

• Brant
• I woke up with the sun warming my face. I stood and got out of bed. For the first time, I didn’t know what to do or where to go. I’d surely miss Dani’s food—my stomach growled at the thought, especially now that hunger was already gnawing at me.
• Yeah, I’m fucking homeless, hungry, and technically unemployed. Jobless. Not that money was an issue—I had enough in my account to last several lifetimes. But that wasn’t the point. I hated feeling useless. I hated not having a purpose.